She’d rather make love to him then watch any movie. “We don’t have to. Did I do something wrong?”
That made him turn to her. “Of course not.”
“Oh. Then don’t you want to…” She trailed off, a blush rising.
“Are you kidding me? More than anything.” His expression softened. “But, Maira, I don’t want to rush you, make you do something you aren’t ready for.”
She stared at him. He was so pretty. Was he also stone-cold stupid?
How could he think she wasn’t ready for it? She’d already thrown herself at him. Twice now, if he counted the kitchen disaster.
